Slightly taken aback by the offer, Buffy blinked in surprise. Where the heck were people like this back home? Did Sunnydale just ban them from existence on the Hellmouth or what? She felt herself smile at him in gratitude. It was weird meeting a stranger who seemed to actually get it. Even Faith only understood so much, since she hadn't been as active as she was. "Thanks. I appreciate the offer. And you know, even if you don't seem like the type to do it? You can come see me too. If all else fails, I can lead you to some fun therapeutic violence." Sparring mostly, of course. If he was as capable of handling himself as he seemed to be, and acted, maybe she'd show him some of the highlights of the neighborhood. "I'm good at finding that."
Following his lead, Buffy had to laugh as she settled behind him on the bike. "I'll try my best to resist the hormonally driven urges that are pulled toward your raw manliness," she teased when she wrapped her arms around him.